Dear Ex I wish I could return. But when your primary school is renovated, Does not means you should go back. That must sound like a failure. I did my best I could do within my domain. But that was not enough for you. How can you need me back With all the disgrace, rejection? I am still the poor tattered scattered cluttered Boy in the village of no hope and help. I wish you all the best in life. May you find a nice man with all that you need. I did not say do not call me. But not at night. Call me in the presence of your hunband. When you are asking me for something. Had I known is the philosopher of the foot. ©Efo Losu #poem Akash Sonkamble ARVIND YADAV 1717 SARKAR GORAKHPURI Neha mallhotra Tohid mulani POOJA UDESHI
